That is neat. If his job is to keep up on the broken windows as he says, he has a lot of work ahead of him. I wonder who pays the electric bill? Also, since there is no facilities, as he puts it, how does that place have an occupancy permit for habitation?

I used to make deliveries to chemical processing when they occupied part of the plant 6-7 years ago. It was kinda freaky the first time I had to go there. Drove down an alley with garbage and graffiti everywhere, honked the horn and an overhead door opened so I could pull inside. I would never have guessed that a company was operating there from the looks of the place.

Dad went there with his friend Bob Braun, to get parts for a '36 they were overhauling in 1953. He said the place was full of old timers, and really cool to see. Some of his WWII mechanic school instructors where Packard engineers.

David Byrne. He of the many heads talking.
And you may find yourself living in a Packard plant,
And you may find yourself in Motor City,
And you may find yourself amid the ruins of large automobiles,
And you may find yourself in a spartan life, with a welding and webcam rig,
And you may ask yourself-Well...How did I get here?
Same as it ever was...